About once a year I write a rap. Tonight, I created my best one. 

Feelin’ sentimental it’s mental
How intellectually instrumentally
Gifted I had been wishin’
I’d be spittin’ slants and slings
Like arrows off bow strings
It stings when it hits your heart…
Breaking I can’t take it
If Cupid’s mentally aggresive
Passively and recklessly
Pluckin’ on my strings
Like a harp in pizzicatto
Melody embodying a memory
Philosophy in brevity
Empower me
A symphony endearing ideology
What’s wrong with me?
Gettin’ lost at sea
Now everything’s spinning
I’m dribbling from lips
Like Jordan, weavin’ past your hips
Breakin’ ankles on ya, kid
The greatest that ever lived
Teaching me a lesson
In compassion
A soul assassin reacting
Instinctually to environmental stimulation
Relaying information off satellites
Logistically reiterating the facts
And syncopations like we’re back to the heart…
Beating and shaking vibrating romantically
Desecrated behind the veil of liberation
This situation that I’ve created is getting
Tense and hard to follow
It’s insulated in flowery letters and terms
You gotta ask yourself,
“Does he even know half these words?
And what’s the message he’s expressing
Digesting in digestion indigestion
This gestational term’s about to
Stop.  

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